The Oxen's Cunning
Can you show me the way to my goals?
The one you're so casually sweeping along.
Proceed as you wish and purify our souls.
Dare not hinder my reveries; sing a song.
Have you not been warned against hope?
It dissolves in your grasp, and you fail to cope.
When you notice my delight, do you feel shame?
I'm stolen as my door is ajar, killing out my flame.
I'm a gleaming fish, yet you took my plea.
How could you dismiss me in this state?
You've wrecked the span; I'm trying to flee.
Would it be sinful if you let me fall into fate?
Explain to me how I can reach my dreams.
So I may place it among the oak schemes.
Written: June 4, 2023
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